Feng Shui live broadcast: A haunted house worth 50 million is not worth living in

At this moment, a low roar suddenly came from behind.

Immediately afterwards, a shadow emerged from the water at an astonishing speed and headed straight towards the two of them.

Lin Feihong almost subconsciously swung his sword to block.

But the shadow was extremely agile and easily avoided his attack.

Chen Yile only felt a strong wind blowing past his ears, and his body staggered.

"What the hell is this thing!" he exclaimed, not daring to stop and continuing to rush forward.

The barrage of comments was now filled with the words "Run for your life" and "Be careful", and the audience was so nervous that they almost jumped out of the screen.

However, the shadow had no intention of letting them go and followed closely behind.

He continued to make low growls, as if trying to force the two into a desperate situation.

Finally, a stone door appeared in front of them. The door was half-open, and a dim light shone through it.

Chen Yile and Lin Feihong rushed over almost at the same time, pushed the stone door open with all their might, and then jumped in.

Just as the stone door closed, they heard a loud crash.

It was as if something had hit the stone door hard, but it couldn't get in.

The panting sounds echoed in the stone chamber. The two men fell to the ground and looked at each other, their eyes full of relief at having survived the disaster.

The light in the stone chamber was dim, but it was finally safe.

Chen Yile wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked in a low voice: "What on earth is this place? Why are there so many strange things?"

Lin Feihong did not answer immediately. He stood up, walked to the center of the stone chamber, and looked around in the dim light.

The walls of the stone chamber are covered with ancient runes and murals, and there is a huge sarcophagus in the center, which seems to be the resting place of the owner here.

The barrage broke out again:

"Stone coffin! This is indeed an ancient tomb!"

"This is a big problem. Will there be zongzi in the sarcophagus?"

"I hope Lao Lin's magic still works, and nothing will happen!"

Lin Feihong looked at the sarcophagus carefully, and suddenly, his eyes stopped somewhere above the sarcophagus.

There was an ancient copper talisman there, emitting a faint blue light.

"This talisman..." Lin Feihong's voice was low and hesitant. "It seems to be used to suppress something."

However, before he could continue exploring, the sarcophagus suddenly vibrated slightly, and then the air in the stone chamber suddenly became a little colder.

Chen Yile couldn't help but shudder. The flashlight light trembled slightly, and when it shone on the sarcophagus, it actually reflected a vague figure...

This time, the comments went completely crazy:

"It's moving! The sarcophagus is moving!"

"Run! It will be too late if we don't leave now!"

"Old Lin, quickly prepare your Taoist magic! This thing is about to come out!"

Lin Feihong tightly gripped the peach wood sword in his hand and stared at the sarcophagus with a serious expression.

Just as he was about to act, the lid of the sarcophagus slowly moved away.

A wisp of black smoke emerged from the gap and instantly filled the entire stone chamber.

Chen Yile felt his breathing stagnate and his vision became blurred.

And in front of him, the figure in the sarcophagus was slowly sitting up...something.

Chen Yile's heart tightened when he heard this: "Suppress? Could it be..."

Just as he finished speaking, the sarcophagus suddenly made a dull sound, and then the coffin lid slowly began to move...

The sound of the coffin lid moving was like a heavy bell, striking at the hearts of the two men.

The air around seemed to be frozen, and only the low friction sound echoed in the stone chamber.

The barrage of comments was completely boiling, with the audience's exclamations and speculations endlessly emerging.

But at this time, Chen Yile and Lin Feihong had no time to care about anything else. Their eyes were fixed on the scene inside the coffin that was gradually revealed.

As the coffin lid was slowly removed, a strong chill gushed out from the sarcophagus, instantly invading the entire stone chamber.

The black smoke grew thicker, almost surrounding the two of them.

And in the depths of the thick smoke, a vague figure could be vaguely seen, slowly sitting up.

"This... this is not right!" Lin Feihong felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, and alarm bells rang in his heart.

He knew that what he saw was far more dangerous than anything he had ever seen before.

He gripped the peach wood sword tightly in his hand. Although the golden light flashing on the sword was faint, he remained firm and unwavering.

Chen Yile clenched his teeth, and his hands began to tremble unconsciously.

But he knew he couldn't retreat now. "Feihong, we have to find a way to seal it!"

He forced himself to calm down.

Lin Feihong nodded, took a deep breath, and silently recited a spell.

As the spell was chanted, the golden light on the peach wood sword gradually grew stronger, dispersing some of the surrounding black smoke.

However, the figure in the sarcophagus was not moved at all, but gradually emerged from the thick smoke.

When the figure was finally fully revealed, Chen Yile and Lin Feihong gasped almost at the same time.

It was a corpse wearing ancient armor, tall and burly, with a hideous mask covering its face.

Although the corpse was shriveled, it still exuded a strong aura of oppression, as if an ancient warrior who had experienced many battles had been resurrected.

"This is...an ancient warrior corpse!" Lin Feihong's voice trembled.

Such existence has long gone beyond the scope of ordinary Yin objects.

It is a terrifying existence formed by thousands of years of resentment and fighting spirit.

"Damn it! Looks like I have to do it!" Cold sweat broke out on Chen Yile's forehead.

He understood that if this ancient warrior corpse was allowed to fully revive, they would have no chance of survival.

Just as the two were nervously responding, the ancient corpse suddenly moved.

Its eyes suddenly opened, and a strange red light flashed in them, as if it was looking directly into the souls of the two people through the masks.

The red light was like a sharp blade, instantly piercing into the hearts of the two men, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.

"Quick! Use the talisman!" Lin Feihong roared.

He quickly took out a few yellow paper talismans from his arms and threw them at the ancient corpse.

The talisman turned into several golden lights in the air and shot directly towards the body of the ancient war corpse.

However, the moment those talismans came into contact with the ancient war corpse!

It dissipated as quickly as if it were burned by a raging fire, and could not cause any harm to it at all.

"No! These talismans can't suppress it!" Chen Yile was anxious.

Seeing that the ancient corpse had completely stood up from the sarcophagus, he gritted his teeth and said, "No more hesitation, we have to fight!"

Lin Feihong nodded in agreement, gripped the peach wood sword tightly, his aura changed, and he began to chant a more complicated spell again.

As the spell deepened, the golden light on the peach wood sword became more and more dazzling, and even the air began to vibrate slightly.

However, at this moment, the ancient war corpse suddenly let out a low roar, with endless resentment and murderous intent in his voice.

It raised a withered arm and slowly pointed it at the two of them. The red light suddenly flashed, as if the entire stone chamber was shaking.

The barrage of comments flooded the screen again:

"It's over! It's really over now!"

"It's no use! Run away!"

"Taoism magic is not working at all! Old Lin, come up with another solution!"

Chen Yile and Lin Feihong felt their hearts sink, as if they were being pressed down by a mountain, and they were almost unable to move.